It is a weird but extremely sexual vision and hearing War growling thing’s like that in my ear makes me go crazy. Inch. XXX “C’mon Ann-Alysssssia” War groans louder and impatiently. “Give me another one War” I whisper through my messed fucked up breathing. I feel his lips on both of my cheeks before he tells me to get up. He can sense I am close, he can tell by the way my walls are tightening around his fingers and by the way I whimper out his name pleadingly. It turns me on knowing he is this possessive of me and he wants me this badly, it definitely turns me on that he has the courage to say it, like this.
